He's Going To Be The Death Of Me

[OutlawedSpirit]

Thanks for the heart attack, Tik.

I was walking past the doorway to the bird the other day and heard a weird rustling of feathers. The door is always open, it's just blocked off from the dogs with a gate, so I could see Chicken and she was sitting still, so I knew it had to be Tiki because you could tell it was big feathers. They were rustling really rhythmically and my first thought was that Tiki was having some sort of convulsion or something and my heart dropped. Overall he is in really good health now, but he wasn't always on a good diet, and he is almost 30 years old, and you just never know what you happen. I didn't even open the gate, I just went over it, and was totally unprepared for what I saw.

Tiki really loves his fleece swing. Like really loves it. Who knew the old boy still had it in him?

 

[coopedup]

Time for a SHB. If you hurry you can probably get one on Easter clearance (SHB is a sacrificial hump bunny)

 

[OutlawedSpirit]

Eh, why bother getting him a SHB? He already has chosen his swing, and technically it is his swing. If that's what he chooses to do with it, then that's up to him I suppose. He's the one that's gotta sit on it, not me.